The boy who belongs to me
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The boy with those clear blue eyes,
Drifted away to sea.
The boy with the golden locks,
Will you ever come back to me ?

Those cold long years without your touch,
I can feel your presence every day,
The lounging for you to come back to me,
Can you hear my words, can you hear what I say.

Did I ever say that I needed you ?
Did I ever day that I loved you ?
Did I ever say that I worship you ?
Well I hope I did, cause those words were true.

I would die for you every way that I could,
Talk to me, speak to me.
I hope my words will surround in the air,
Written in the sky, so you could see.

I sit here by the phone, all alone,
Waiting for you to call.
Watch carefully out the window, look out to the sea,
Search for the boy, who belongs to me.

Did I ever say that I needed you ?
Did I ever day that I loved you ?
Did I ever say that I worship you ?
Well I hope I did, cause those words were true.

Come back to me, come back to me, come back to me, the boy who belongs to me.


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